Me and blogger are fighting...

The new blogger ate my old template and won't let me restore it....


I am not happy.

So I am moving my blog.

The new site is at WordPress and it is: unforgivingbitch.wordpress.com

It's a tad bit bear now, but it's going to get better. After all, I am on vacation next week.

*sigh*

now this is christmas...and then my birthday :-)

Christmas with my family can leave a sour taste in your mouth. There's too many of us trying to fit in the same little place. And then there's the inconsiderate Uncle who was hosting the family's celebration at his house this year.

Christmas was celebrated on Sturday this year, also coinciding with his fiance's (that no one likes) father's birthday. Fortunately, I had to work and he decided that the family celebration would start at noon knowing that I did not get off work until 2:30 in the afternoon. I could be bitter, but I feel like I was rescued from the dysfunction. After all, my grandparents had Christmas for me and my sister on Christmas day anyway -- and g-pa made pancakes just for me because I'm his little girl. (Yes, I'm spoiled, I know...)

Well, now my favorite part of year is coming. No, it's not New Year's...It's my birthday. And I'm excited because I get to share it with the man I love. Yep, he's coming to freezing cold Ohio, just for me!

And just in time because haters have been on the rampage. I haven't figured out why when you're happy and perfectly content in your relationship people try to bring you down. I know that It's not anything new and I'm quite aware that Mr. Man and I have a slightly unconventional relationship but it works for US and that's the most important thing. He's the part that completes me and I'm overjoyed for lack of a better word.

a little touch of sadness

I kept trying to write something, but it just never worked out. It's been a little sad in my world as my uncle passed away last week and the funeral services are today.

I'll be back, probably ranting and raving about a few things later. Perhaps I'll even have a funny story or two, but for now, I'm just a little silent. (Which is probably a good thing, since Mr. Man says I talk too much any d*mn way.)

another version of me...

My g-pa (grandpa for those of you who don't speak my language) asked me when I was getting married on Saturday.

I told him I didn't know.

Truth is, I have an idea.

Now, I'm not saying that Mr. Man and I are getting married anytime soon. We definitely have a few little kinks to work out in our relationship, but I'm getting to the point where I feel ready. Not in that "I'm ready because my biological clock is ticking." (That clock could tick on and die for all I care.) But in that, "I'm finally ready to share to share my world with someone."

Sharing has been a huge part of what has been lacking in most of my relationships. I grew up as an only child, gaining a sister and best friend later on in life. I never really had to share much of my life, most definitely, not my space.

And I was realizing how much I love him because he is pretty much just another version of me. Not quite the same, but we're compatible. And for some reason, our relationship works for us. He gives me the space that I need, while giving me all the attention that I require as well. A lovely balance is what we have.

I just realized how amazing it is. Even with him gone half way across the world, it's been one of the best experiences that we've had separated in a long time. I didn't spaz out like a crazy girl because I couldn't hear his voice everyday, and he didn't feel stressed because he knew I wanted to hear his voice everyday.

Damn it, I've grown up in this relationship! Maybe this one's going to work.

i'm nervous and excited...

My boyfriend is going to Korea.

And it's an amazing opportunity and it's for work...

And even though we have a long distance relationship, an ocean apart makes things temporarily difficult.

I think that's because I talk to him EVERYDAY...about sometimes the most mundane stuff. d

But at the same time, I'm extremely proud of him, because well -- working internationally is exceeding the expecations he had for this year.


And well, that makes me feel good. I'm soooo proud of him.

Yuck, sorry, I got mushy...so unlike me. :-)

and another thanksgiving passes...

This year, I'm thankful that I didn't get a DUI like my little sister's boyfriend who we had to bail out of jail on Thanksgiving morning.

I'm also thankful that I do have real friends, unlike the b*tch I went to the club (a club that I hate!) with on Wednesday evening who decided to leave without letting me know and I had to track down her and my coat later.

I'm thankful that I'm with a man who genuinely cares for me and doesn't leave me disgusting, "I want to stick my **** in your *****" messages on my voicemail. (Not that I don't like the occasional dirty talk, it just helps if I like the person and the feeling is mutual."

I'm thankful that I only managed to gain .2 lbs (says my digital scale) over the holiday and not the 10 I thought I would.

I'm thankful that God made cheesecake. Particularly, white chocolate raspberry cheesecake and that Mr. Man sent me the most awesome recipe for this.

I'm thankful that even though my cooking skills are at best elementary, I still didn't f*ck up the cheescake. The top didn't even crack!

Finally, I'm thankful that the weekend is finally here, and perhaps, my life can return to normal once again.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Enjoy your weekend!

mojo stealer

According to my ex-boyfriend, I'm a mojo stealer, and I managed to steal his in a manner of minutes the other night.

He said this, I think, because I managed to beat him at a video game he owns and has played probably every night for weeks.

So I have a few questions....

Now that I have his mojo, what do I do with it?

Better yet, how do I return it? It seems kind of important to him; he seems lost without it.